Happy Little Farmer
Chapter 76 - 76 76 A Secret Meeting in the Rain

76: Chapter 76: A Secret Meeting in the Rain 76: Chapter 76: A Secret Meeting in the Rain Yang Fan grabbed Zhou Wenhui and asked in a low voice, “Little Mother, did you figure out what my sister-in-law actually meant?”

Zhou Wenhui waved her hand irritably, “I didn’t figure out anything, I confused myself with what I said.”

Yang Fan was instantly speechless, “Then why were you so enthusiastic about telling it?”

“You little rascal, are you asking for a smack?” Zhou Wenhui glared and said, “Although I didn’t figure out what she actually meant, I can summarize two, no, three points for you.”

“First, your sister-in-law is interested in you, don’t give up.

This path was originally the right one, what are two people who haven’t even made it official waiting for?

It’s still the same when your elder brother comes back and meets someone else!”

“Secondly, your sister-in-law cares a lot about what others think, even to the extent that she forces herself to ignore her own feelings because of it, and I think this is the most important.

Also, your sister-in-law doesn’t really feel anything for your elder brother, the two of them never had feelings, right?

It was just someone else’s introduction, and they’ve only met twice.”

“Don’t overthink it when I say this.

I also believe your elder brother will definitely come back, no news is the best news.”

These three points seemed to mean something, but also seemed to mean nothing.

Your sister-in-law cares a lot about public opinion, Yang Fan had noticed this long ago as she had asked him more than once how the villagers viewed her and Little Mother and such.

If we really had to pinpoint a fundamental reason, this might really be the most important.

“Then let’s not say anything for now, and let my sister-in-law have some quiet,” Yang Fan rubbed his sore forehead and said weakly, “Little Mother, I’ve made breakfast; it’s in the pot.

I’m not eating, I’m going out for a walk.”

“It’s raining so heavily, where are you going to walk to?

Eat your breakfast, then go back to sleep!” Zhou Wenhui yelled loudly.

“I’ll go to Zhao Laoer’s house to play mahjong!” Yang Fan said offhandedly, “You go ahead and eat.”

“Why bother being so gloomy, really boring!” Zhou Wenhui ignored Yang Fan, who had already walked around the corridor and gone out, shook her head and muttered to herself, then went upstairs.

Meanwhile, Yang Fan, carrying an umbrella, arrived at the doorstep of Li Jia’s house, only to hear Fu Xuebing’s voice again.

Yang Fan immediately felt depressed; was it such a coincidence?

But after listening carefully, he suddenly realized the voice seemed to be coming from a cell phone.

However, just to be safe, he still slipped into the storeroom by the door of Fu Xuebing’s house and sent Li Jia a message.

After sending it, Yang Fan laughed at himself; he really was acting guilty.

Nothing had even happened with Li Jia yet, so why was he so nervous?

Now if he went in, even if Fu Xuebing was home, a simple excuse that he had nothing better to do on a rainy day and was just passing by would suffice.

After putting away his cell phone, Yang Fan had just crawled out of the storeroom when he saw Li Jia, holding a black umbrella, walking out from the doorway.

Seeing Yang Fan hiding by the storeroom door, Li Jia burst out laughing, “What are you hiding there for?”

“Feeling guilty as a thief!” Yang Fan said with a laugh.

Li Jia walked over, threw down her black umbrella, and her scorching body suddenly squeezed into Yang Fan’s arms, pressing her soft, gently fragrant lips against his.

Before Yang Fan could even speak, his mouth was sealed.

A mischievous little tongue, like a slippery eel, slid into his mouth.

Yang Fan was stunned.

Was Li Jia in such a hurry today?

He only hesitated for a few seconds before responding to Li Jia with an even more intense tempest.

He had never French kissed before, but that didn’t stop him from trying to imitate what he had seen.

Even though his technique was clumsy, his kiss was especially forceful, his tongue darting back and forth in Li Jia’s slightly minty-fresh mouth, moving in and out seven times.

While his mouth was occupied, his hands were not idle either, quickly slipping under Li Jia’s long skirt, heading straight for her pert, bud-like buttocks.

Her shape was not exactly round but was very pointed and perky, feeling incredibly elastic to the touch.

“Mm…” Li Jia gently moaned, her little face rapidly flushing red, and her breathing quickened.

Her two perky mounds were like sensitive switches on her body.

Yang Fan merely touched them briefly, yet he already made her continuously gasp for breath, feeling sensations surge through her.

After toying with them for a moment, Yang Fan’s hand glided down her smooth, flat belly and slid into the panties tightly encasing the Golden Valley.

It was like freshly rained-on grass, incredibly moist, and a slight press inward made water seep out.

Gasping for air, Li Jia broke away from Yang Fan’s lips, her eyes shimmering with intense allure as she said, “You’re making it hard for me to breathe, Fanzi.

You’re quite skilled.”

“I’m serious, it’s my first time kissing like this,” Yang Fan said with a smile, “But sister-in-law, you seem to be already wet!”

“Wouldn’t it be abnormal if I weren’t wet after what you’ve done?” Li Jia responded coyly with a smile.

This demure, reticent woman, who was usually reserved both in public and private, now bloomed like a radiant peony, her entire being seemingly emitting an alluring glow.

Yang Fan’s heartbeat pounded like a drum as he tightly grabbed Li Jia’s soft body and pulled her dress down from her shoulders.

Flipping up her pink bra, he pulled out the particularly lively mounds and immediately dove in with his mouth.

“Mmm…

Fanzi, let’s go inside, not here,” Li Jia moaned softly.

But Yang Fan didn’t listen to her, suddenly transforming into a starving wolf, catching those tiny, bean-like buds and wildly sucking on them.

He sucked noisily, making Li Jia’s face flush red, her breath quickening as she tightly hooked her arms around Yang Fan’s neck, her hands wandering aimlessly on his back.

While sucking, the hand under her skirt wasn’t idle either, his finger teased for a moment, then plunged into the Abyss.

The moist smoothness allowed his finger to enter without any resistance, easily squeezing in.

“Ah…

Fanzi.”

Li Jia’s face was flushed as if she was drunk, murmuring softly.

Her eyes, hazy and filled with unresolved, intense emotions, were like a rippling spring, temptingly inviting.

After teasing her for a moment, Yang Fan suddenly pulled away from Li Jia’s body, rotated her around, and pressed down on her slender waist, forcefully making her perk up her buttocks.

Li Jia was somewhat confused, but her body was extremely cooperative.

However, as Yang Fan spread her perky buttocks with his hands and moved his mouth closer, Li Jia hurriedly drew away.

“Fanzi, no, we can’t do this…”